Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1887-01-28
HER BROTHERS DIBT.

was bIanched to an unwOnted
whiteness as she stood before her
brother in the close, cramped room
which constituted her sole home.
Charley Wayland, a handsome
dlssipated.looking youth of two or
three and twenty, with bold, black
eyes aud a merry mouth that seem
ed made only to smile, sat oppO.
site her, looking half-repentant,
halfdefiant, as she spoke.
Chilly, l couldn't help it. l tell
you was hard up. A fellow must
have money; you women don't
know anything about the tempta-
tions and necessities of the world y
"But, Charley" she faltered, edo
You know how this same world, as
you phrase it, looks at the deed you
have iustcommitted? Oh, Charley"
and her voice grew low and tremu'
lous, sit is a forgeryw
"Nonsense, Lilll It's only Dor
rowing a part of old GlencrOsS' un'
used millions to aid my needs. l
wrote and asked him for cash, and
he, the unmannerly lOut, refused
Well, what could he expect alter
this, but that | should help my
selfT
Lilias wrung her slender hands,
GLOW dare you, Charley! That
a Wayland should come to this "
she walled.
"Dared - he echoed, recklessly ;
sit was but the stroke of a pen,
after all; and old GlencrOss would
be a paltrier miser than | take him
10 be if he makes a fuss about a
matter OF five hundred dollars
at is the right and the justice OF
the thing cried Lilias, almost
frantically. "If we could pay him
in any way; but I have sold every
thing that remains OF our former
wealth. See ~ and she looked round
the miserable apartment. "See how
| live! Last night | sat up until
midnight sewing to have a little
money to pay the rent. Ihave not
a level left, nor a trinket.p
"Oh, bother, Lii If old Glen
cross cuts up rough, it is only TAX
ing a run across the water. L
know lots of ship-captains that
would stow me away under their
holds, almost any moonlight night"
Lilias looked despairingly at him.
Was it, then, impossible to make
him comprehend the moral obliqui-
" of the deed he has Just COM
mitted
"But l can't stay foOling here,
observed the young man, with a
toss of his black curls. 81 must be
off about my business. Good-by,
ILL. Give us kiss, my girl. Elk
cept that you're uncommon fond OF
lecturing a fellow, you're not bad
sister in the main."
After he had gone, Lllias sat
down to try and realize the new
situation in which she and her
brother were placed. All now de-
pended upon the spirit in which
Paulus Glencross should receive
this new encroachment upon his
purse and patience.
Lily had never seen this distant
relation, yet she had formed an
opinion of him in her Utmost mind,
as we are all apt to do of unseen
persons whom We hear a great deal
about; and whenever she thought
of Mr.. GlencrOss the image OF a
hook -nosed old man, yellOw-skinned
and cadaverous, engaged in sorting
over piles of mortgages or counting
bags of gold, suggested itself to
her mental eye.
"But he must be human, at
least" thought Lily, in her agony
of her distress. eff L go to him
myself, and tell him just what poor
Charley's necessities we're, and how
good hearted he is, in spite OF all
his faults and thoughtlessness-ifI
say frankly to him that 1 have no
money nor Jewels TO reimburse him,
but that l will stay and work for
him, as a servant girl might work
in the kitchen, until have dis
charged the horrible debt, surely,
oh, surely he cannot have the heart
10 refuse. | can do a great many
things. can sew and embrOider,
and l can make good bread and
biscuits, and poor mama always
said was a good housekeeper, and
If Mr.. GlencroSs is really so miser-
~ as Charley thinks he would look
at the economy of the thing. At
least, 1t is worth trying.
So favorably did LiIias Wayland
regard this idea, preached in her
sore extremity, that in two days
from the evening in which she had
hidden gOod-by to her handsome,
reckless brother, she stepped from
the ears at the New York depot,
dressed in a sober brown suit that
made her look like a shrinking lit
tie mouse, with her carpet bag in
her hand.
A little inquiry sufficed to bring
her to the street where Mr.. Glen
cross resided--a stately avenue,
lined on either side with elegant
palaces, the like of which Lily had
never seen in the palmer city where
she had been born and bred. Her